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The Insect

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From your hips down to your feet
I want to make a long journey.

I am smaller than an insect.

Over these hills I pass,
hills the colour of oats,
crossed with faint tracks
that only I know,
scorched centimetres,
pale perspectives.
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Subhas Chandra Chakra 27 September 2017
and from them I fall down to the white emptiness of the sheet, seeking blindly and hungrily the form of your fiery crucible! Amazing lines. Thanks poet.
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Asla Earthling 28 April 2016
terrible reading. sounds like google translate. Neruda would turn in his grave.
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Asla Earthling 28 April 2016
the reading voice is absolutely terrible. sounds like google translate. Awful. Neruda would turn in his grave.
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